Kent - King Is Dead lyrics

Thin December air is like the dry ice smoke You will come to your senses or inhale and choke My IQ allows me to brush you aside You are zeros and ones, you're wrong when I'm right Now the tyrant is dead and his lady is free I am going ahead with the reinvention of me Now the king lies here dead, now the king lies here dead It's not as wet as the rain or as cold as the snow It drives him hard to the sane and the simple soul I take a charge at my chance, you know how it is Let go of my hand, you know how it is Now the tyrant is dead and his lady is free I am going ahead with the reinvention of me Now the king lies here dead, now the king lies here dead And my IQ allows me to brush you aside Now the tyrant is dead and his lady is free